April 2010
Worthless wordy babble.
I’m tired. Tonight I won’t sleep, no different than any other Sunday night. Chances are, I won’t sleep this entire week. There is too much to think, to worry about. No matter how much goes on, none of it will mean anything. Everything is beginning to feel like nothing these days. I’ve always held words so high, verbally they’re useless, because I don’t possess...
